Not all haunting is supernatural… Rita is a teenage mother who has managed to survive everything life has thrown at her. After finally escaping her abusive, drug-addicted boyfriend, Rita thought she’d found reprieve in her new home, away from the beatings and the constant humiliation. But her nightmare was just about to begin. It started with simple intimidations; a bump in the night, strange scrawling on the front door, sinister ornaments left in the garden. At first, she thinks it’s neighbourhood kids playing tricks on her, but it soon becomes apparent that something is eerily amiss in the area. Raving lunatics scream into the night while fiendish strangers skulk on every street corner, festering within the shadows. Now, something terrible is happening in the house on Elmbridge Road. Suddenly, Rita has the horrible feeling that the noises she hears at night might not be her imagination, that they might actually be footsteps creeping up the stairs. And then there is the shuffling in the attic. You could argue that I am either the perfect audience or entirely the wrong audience for this book. Someone’s in the House is exactly the sort of fiction I probably shouldn’t be reading. The prospect…